I didn't understand the magnitude of choice
Letting her invite him, instead of having me
For a night's obsession, this forceful spunk army
Was it for desire or to regain her voice

Once the act was finished and he left her gasping
He came over to say that she's ready for bed
She's exhausted and wet, from working his black lead
And to go cuddle her, as he left her grasping

Should I go be her love, after physical act
Or stay on the sofa, and ignore his request
My lost mind is thinking about this hunky guest

Knowledge of this lifestyle prior to our deep pact
I enter the bedroom, seeing sleeping beauty
Caressing and kissing, all part of my duty.